[ He should know. There's really no excuse, at this point, other than the fact that he and Nikos can barely last five minutes without dissolving into bickering about which of them is the bigger asshole. But until the last year or so, he'd known his brother primarily through short letters, screened by Templars both coming and going, and last spent any significant time with him when they were nine years old.
And if he did understand the inner workings of Nikos' soul, he'd hardly divulge them to other people.
So: fuck if he knows.
But he won't leave Iorveth so empty handed! He adds—and, fine, he doesn't sound remotely convincing, all preemptive dark amusement— ]
You should ask him how large the household staff was, when we were children.
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[ He should know. There's really no excuse, at this point, other than the fact that he and Nikos can barely last five minutes without dissolving into bickering about which of them is the bigger asshole. But until the last year or so, he'd known his brother primarily through short letters, screened by Templars both coming and going, and last spent any significant time with him when they were nine years old.
And if he did understand the inner workings of Nikos' soul, he'd hardly divulge them to other people.
So: fuck if he knows.
But he won't leave Iorveth so empty handed! He adds—and, fine, he doesn't sound remotely convincing, all preemptive dark amusement— ]
You should ask him how large the household staff was, when we were children.
[ Don't. Don't do that. ]